Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 433

Chapter 433: 185. Husband, destined to meet from a thousand miles away (8.0K characters - Thanks to the book friend "Bajie Does Not Love Reading")

"Well then, he needs to find help."

"If he still has help... then this place cannot be stayed in long."

The strong feeling of vigilance surged in Song Yan’s heart.

"It’s time to move."

Song Yan stood up, waved his hand and quickly collected the "Yin Mansion Sacrificial Array" flags, placing them into his storage bag, and then retrieved the Nether Tree from the rocks, temporarily placing it in his chest.

The roots were like cold iron frozen in the abyss for a hundred years, entwining tightly as soon as they entered Song Yan’s chest, as if giant twisted hands hugging their master.

Of course, if Song Yan wasn’t its master, just this hug would have embedded all the roots into his body, beginning to use him as fertilizer to flourish.

Feeling the Nether Tree’s "playfulness", Song Yan touched the tree, which hadn’t grown any branches or leaves, then lifted his hand to dismantle the arrays one by one from this place.

The Netherworld’s Qi in the Yin Mansion Sacrificial Array lost control and leaked entirely outward; this was the Qi born from the Nether Tree over two years, now about to disperse completely.

Song Yan felt it was a pity, but there was no alternative. If the Nether Tree could further grow, perhaps within a month it could produce the amount of Netherworld’s Qi equivalent to two years.

Glancing at the cave one last time, Song Yan waved his hand to release several bird-like shadow puppets skilled at concealing their presence from the void.

The birds spread out, landing at various locations on the mountain, to observe what happens next, while he hid his Qi, transforming into a swift escape light, racing far away in the low sky.

...

Hoo~~

Boom!

Song Yan was speeding past East Corner City when he realized that the once bustling city had already become ruins.

He continued north, along the edge of the Barbaric Land, heading towards the distant Ice Mirror Wilderness; this area increasingly shrinks towards the Formless Ancient Race, relatively lacking interference from other races, avoiding many unexpected troubles.

This is the geographical advantage.

Along the way, the places Song Yan reached were filled with storm and tremor, and any Celestial Calamity Beasts wandering around nearby would quickly be attracted to chase him.

Fortunately, this place is full of rampaging Celestial Calamity Beasts, not appearing particularly conspicuous.

...

A month later...

It’s truly ’Even if the dark disaster era has come, the price of grain must not be cheapened even a copper plate.’

It’s not about who is right or wrong; everyone’s circumstances are different, naturally seeing different things.

Song Yan avoided the small county, traveled for several more days, and arrived in a forest of ancient towering trees.

Once in the forest, the pursuit noises from Earth Beasts seemed to quiet down.

Song Yan slightly frowned, but before he could react, he suddenly felt a power fluctuating beneath his feet, his divine sense quickly scanning, revealing a giant green hand bursting from the earth with immense force, grasping towards him.

His arrival seemed to have prematurely activated this ancient forest.

Without hesitation, a white-clad immortal behind Song Yan suddenly appeared, fiercely swinging a sword, filling the air with sword Qi.

But the giant hand ignored the sword Qi entirely, crushing the sword Qi with five fingers, capturing Song Yan within its palm.

Song Yan’s divine sense scanned rapidly, witnessing a near hundred-foot-tall treeman within the ancient forest opening its eyes, murky and without intelligence.

The hand gripping him had entirely formed from entwined roots, covered in bumps, the brown bark surpassing divine armor, the rich Wood Profound Qi perfectly integrated into the roots, and as the five fingers clenched, Song Yan felt the surrounding world pressing down on him, trying to crush him!